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Jack Myers


Telepathic Note to Poet Friends

Friends, I'm lonely today. Nothing's broken, only today I have no bones and this softness needs an escort toward its death. So I'm watching the slow tarantellas of the snowflakes wink and go out, thinking you've been crushed by less. Lately I've admi [...]

As Long As You’re Happy

I don't know what the Bible says— my mother who died after being mercilessly kept alive by machines at the hospital looked at the photo of my fiancée and said, "As long as you're happy . . ." as if it were the final measure of my reach. [...]